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 Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2012 4:15 pm
He hadn't seen Needle or Lattice in a while. That was bad of him. In fact, he felt even guiltier because the reason he was going to see them was for his own benefit. He needed a new tattoo.
Making a face he headed into the ghost dorm, the back of his head itching like it had a disease. Sure he was better with ghosts now--but he still jackin' HATED the sensation when there were too many of them. It was freaky and annoying.
But he kept going, heading for the twins' room (did they have more than one? He'd never asked) and knocking lightly on the door.
"Needle?" he called. "Lattice? Either of you home?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2012 7:39 pm
The door that Roch knocked on gained no response. Nobody seemed to be home, which was unfortunate. However, he did have something of a stroke of luck; the next door, on Roch's right, opened. Needle drifted out of her room, turning to close it behind her when she spotted something familiar; her sister's handiwork on the shoulder of a taller boil.
"Roch." Needle said softly in lieu of greeting, the corners of her lips curling into a slight but honest smile; it was rare for either twin to outright smile, after all. "My sister is out at the moment, but may I be of assistance?" Her door remained half opened, but her body was turned to face him, her arms hanging at her side. If he was observant he might have noticed a new spike on her left arm, the area around it still swollen and angry even through the bluish ink that stained her skin.
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2012 7:43 pm
He blinked, glancing over. "Actually, just you is fine," he said, grinning slightly as he headed for her door. "I need a favor..." He hesitated. "Another one, I guess. I mean, I don't know how I can repay you..." he frowned. "But I wanna cover something," he said.
He wondered, for a moment, if it would even work. Could you cover a magical symbol?
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2012 8:10 pm
"Cover something?" Needle repeated, sounding curious enough. "What is it you would like covered?" She had already decided that it was a tattoo he was after; what other thing needed covering that she could assist with? She was no seamstress, but his silhouette suggested he was already wearing pants so...tattoo it was.
"As usually I only ask your silence." Which had been their first payment; of course it was okay to tell his friends, just nobody that looked remotely engraver-ish should know. "...But perhaps some of your blood?" She added thoughtfully, her head tilting slightly.
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2012 8:34 pm
"Blood?" he asked blankly. "What for?" Did she drink it? Use it to curse people? "Y'ain't gonna curse me or somethin, are you?" he asked--even as he was stepping closer, obviously planning on going into the room.
"I need y'ta cover the horseman symbol I got when I went to save the captured students," he added. "I ain't gonna let the world know that I was once their tool."
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2012 8:44 pm
...Curse him...?
The idea made Needle giggle, lifting her hand to press her fingertips against her lips. "You forget I am a ghost. I can not use magic." Her hand dropped carefully back to her side, slower than usual due to her injury. "No, I wish to try something for myself, that is all." She assured him - or tried to.
"Horseman Symbol?" She hadn't the faintest idea about horsemen or the captured students, but she didn't WANT to think about it; her sister had almost been kidnapped on several occasions after all. It was better for everyone for her to put it out of her mind.
"I can try my best, as always. Where is it?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2012 8:51 pm
"My left shoulder," he said. "I figure that shouldn't be too hard t'do, y'already did the right," he added. He was still curious about the blood thing, though. "But can y'do it now? I figured I'd come over early enough--but with only one of you--" Did they need both? He had no clue.
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2012 9:20 pm
"Lattice did your right shoulder." Needle corrected softly. Her sister had done the tattoo entirely; Needle had sat by, answered questions and was generally back up. "I can do it now, however." She said confidently, stepping aside and opening her own door wider for him.
Once he was in her room she followed, closing the door behind her. The room was nearly identical to Lattice's, the only difference being hers had more ink bottles lying around, and some more ink (or blood?) spots here and there.
"Would you prefer to sit, or lay on your side?"
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Posted: Fri Sep 28, 2012 9:24 pm
"I can sit," Roch said, heading for the chair and unzipping his vest to take it off. It was a little awkward since the last meeting they had had was a date... "How've you been?" he asked as he sat down. "Y'know, what with all your lessons and experiments and stuff..."
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Posted: Thu Nov 08, 2012 12:26 pm
Unlike Roch, Needle didn't feel any sort of awkward. What happened was in the past, and it was a nice little experiment. She had no regrets, and it didn't change how she felt now. It would be unprofessional of her to dwell on that right now anyway! At least that's how it seemed to her.
"I have been very well, thank you for asking." She nodded her head to him and moved about the room to collect her supplies, from the ink itself to various needles and then clothes and bandages. "Mmm...well, I suppose they have paid off, you could say?" She mused, her head tilted as if looking at the ceiling while her fingers tore at a square of preptile, shredding it into long strips. "I have a boilfriend now, I am quite happy." Yet she sounded as deadpanned as ever; if it weren't for the small smile betraying her, one could easily believe her.
"And yourself? How have you been?"
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Posted: Fri Nov 09, 2012 10:41 am
He let out a startled laugh. "I got a ghoulfriend," he said, amused at the coincidence. "But it's been... well, like usual, pretty much. Good times, then trouble, then more good times, then hell--it's sort of... gotten to where going through hellish times is part and parcel of going to this school for me," he admitted, stretching his legs out in front of him. "But I guess I'm a bit surprised--I didn't figure you'd settle down with one guy this quick," he said. "Then again, that makes me a hypocrite, doesn't it?" He braced himself for the usual pain that came with one of the sister's tatts. It was a pretty agonizing process, he wasn't going to lie. But he didn't plan on going anywhere else for one.
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 8:09 am
"Congratulations." Needle said sincerely, or at least sincerely as a usually deadpanned person was. It was nice to hear that Roch had settled down, especially since she had done the same. As she thought about it, she came to the conclusion that it would have been at least a little awkward if one of them was still single.
His comment on her 'settling down' made her smile. "It was a happy accident, and one I am quite pleased to have made." Then, after a moments thought, she laughed.
"You make me sound like a...oh, what is that word...
...
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...floozy." She finished, sure that was what she was looking for. By then she had set out her instruments and was on her knees beside him; just to be safe she gave him the instructions on meditating again.
"Are you ready?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 11, 2012 1:44 pm
"Nah, not a floozy," Roch said after nodding. "Just... wantin' t'be free," he decided. "There's things y'can't do when you're datin' that you can do when you're single. It's... got boundaries. I sort of figured you would rather not have any--" he winced a little as she started, "boundaries considerin'... you two seemed to be pretty bound up before comin here."
He was handling the boundaries of dating someone okay, he figured. It sort of sucked when they were tossed into more troubles like with the hunters and stuff.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 8:59 am
Needle considered what he was telling her. It was true, she did yearn to be free, and dating did have a lot of boundaries, or so she was coming to understand. Was Roch about to be a home wrecker? He did have some great points...
Nah.
"I was free to choose him." She informed him - and herself - with a small smile. "Besides, He is very satisfying. The other day we both tried to learn how to swim, I have always wanted to try." Then, she got ready to tattoo him. The moment her needle pierced his skin she fell silent, working diligently and carefully, letting the ink and Roch's meditations do their thing. When she was finished, it took her mere seconds to clean off and pat clear the Reaper's new tattoo.
"Fantastic." She complimented easily, setting to put a balm over the fresh, inky wounds just before she started to bandage it up for him. "Now, about that donation...?" She was definitely still after his blood.
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Posted: Mon Nov 12, 2012 1:46 pm
"Ah, right, um..." he frowned, then held out his left arm. "Can y'take it from this arm? I'm right handed, so it'll be easier to heal the left one," he explained. What DID she want with his blood? "Is it for tattooing?" he asked, glancing at his shoulder curiously before grinning slightly. It had been painful, but it was worth it, he decided.
He could no longer see the horseman's brand.
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